Layers upon layers
of a vast design
complex and diverse
in clashing colors
constructed in chaos
forged within tears
forgotten reasons
why we cry
why we bleed
why we cherish
the way things are
the way they must be

ask questions
don't ask why you should
the truth is a gift
reality is earned

Again, I'm rendered speechless
by the strength of my distaste,
so I fly from the peak of sorrow
seeking redemption in tomorrow
Don't abandon me quite yet
to the ravenous famished monsters
that reside under my bed,
which I knew would come to take me
This is an era of destruction,
to precede the age of glory,
which approaches with the dawn
to bring an ending to the twilight

A bitter scene                                 Abyss reminiscent,
   Glazed,                                                illuminated by
painted scarlet                               flickering flame
   with undertones                             bleeding shadows
of onyx                                               so aesthetically vivid

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Born into the ashes    ~                         ~   to ashes, dust to dust
  Exist, as life passes    ~                    ~   wealthy, rich, and robust
Begin, rendered sightless    ~               ~    features hidden from view
   Expiration, lifeless    ~                   ~    heartbeats beaten, very few

Terminally ill-advised    ~                     ~  patients awaiting death
  Placed adjacent to demise    ~              ~   running very low on breath
Doorways leading nowhere fast   ~       ~  one rabbit hole is opened
  Destination reached at last    ~             ~   a sleeping beast awakened

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A sweet chapter                              Lacking in light
   Frosted,                                                Charred, cold collisions of
brushed in crimson                        tones, tints, and shades
   with backgrounds                             invoking midnight mirages
of absence                                         and the darkest of illusions

Hold the lines
until they're upon us
hold your fear deep inside
and let them have confidence
until the very last moment
before their blades pierce your heart
stand and deliver
the final blow to their pride

enough blood, for tonight
enough pain, just for now
let them recover, let them restore
their ranks till tomorrow
then we'll crush every hope
devour their wills
destroy every chance
they ever had to survive

These thoughts come in Summer
and leave in the cold
like my ability to regulate
my temperature control
set on reckless behavior
set on self-seeking self
you've got me retreating
simply ecstatic
over developing events
as my system is crashing
and my hard drive is cleared
and electric currents run through
every wire and circuit

soundless space

directionless drift

toward the sun and the stars

toward Saturn or Mars

reckless release

of empty debris

we greet as we pass

with a silent wave

we circumnavigate

every heavenly body

we see on the way

when and

where and

why and

how ?



ask not

speak not

think not

only hear



an idea

a concept

a notion

for motion



to listen

to heed

to react

to achieve

to renew

to believe

to escape

to conceive